Worn On Poem by Alejandro Torres

Baby
You wear my ring so well
Like my heart
On your sleeve
I’ll manage
I’ll cope
While you grope
For answers
In the dark corners
Of your mind
But Baby
I’ll be your guide
Through trials
Through the files
Of emotions you keep
Let my light seep
Into the gaping wounds
And help heal
Whatever’s broken
Baby, you wear my ring
A token
Of what this heart may bring
So damn well
Fool the Devil
Fool her messenger
Me
Until your wonderful...
SURPRISE!
Come on, Baby
We all love this game
Of hearts, tarts, and twits
The whole she-bang
Baby, you could kill
This whole damn show
We don’t know we’re in
But I must say
Wow, Baby
You wear my love
Out
So well